Golden Time (JungYong)

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The walls of William's office were papered with stuck up pieces of A4 paper, and Suhyuk was murmuring while looking at one of them.

"Embryonic stem cells have the ability to differentiate, but the differentiation is not done on their own, so they are classified as undifferentiated cells. So I'm going to be able to resolve the ethical issues…"

"Dr. Lee."

Suhyuk turned his head back at William's voice.

He was looking at the computer closely, and said,

"Sorry. Please wait a little more, I'll be done soon."

"I'm okay. Just take your time."

Suhyuk slowly looked around the table.

Among the piled-up A4 papers could seen an award carelessly placed down, which William received for his contributions to the field of stem cell research.

Suhyuk once again began reading carefully what was written on the paper.

As time passed, his eyes were becoming larger and larger.

It seemed as if what he had missed in the past was striking his head with a hammer.

"I'm done. Shall we go?"
Suhyuk, who had been thinking about something deeply, came to his senses, saying,

"You're great, William."

At his remarks, he examined various papers and other stuff in his office with a smile.

They were the results of his continuing research since he became a doctor. Moreover, it was still going on. Beaming widely, William escorted him out of the office.

"Let's go."

Leaving the office, Suhyuk was fixing his eyes at something in his office until the end.

As William said, the bar was not far from the hospital.

It took about 10 minutes of walking to get to from the hospital.

When they opened the door, a little bell rang crisply.

Inside the bar there was coming out the sound of smooth jazz, but there were not many customers, which made the atmosphere even more moody. 

Sitting on the barstool, William asked Suhyuk, "Any favorite drink?"

Shaking his head, Suhyuk sat.

"Can I recommend one for you then?"

"Please, thank you."

William asked the bartender for two bottles of Red Dog.

With a pleasant smile, the lady bartender brought the beer right away.

On the surface of the bottle was a drawing of a red-faced bulldog.

It looked like it was a very strong drink, given the bulldog picture on the label. 

Though he wanted to ask how strong it was, he did not, because it might be discourteous to William. 

"Cheers!"

Clinking the glasses together, Suhyuk drank some.

The beer was cool and had a fantastic taste.

"How do you like it?"

"I love it."

"I'm glad to hear that. By the way, Dr. Lee."

"You can just casually call me Suhyuk."

With a smile, William opened up his mouth again,

"If you look at the  Dongui Medical Encyclopedia…"